{"id":16,"date":"2002-04-30T04:57:00","date_gmt":"2002-04-30T04:57:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/2002\/04\/30\/the-lovers-that-never-were\/"},"modified":"2002-04-30T04:57:00","modified_gmt":"2002-04-30T04:57:00","slug":"the-lovers-that-never-were","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/2002\/04\/30\/the-lovers-that-never-were\/","title":{"rendered":"The Lovers that Never Were"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I have always needed somebody girl, \/ But I close the doors to keep out the world. \/ <strong>But for you, I would be here all alone,<\/strong> \/ Locked in a photograph. \/ All of the clocks have run down. \/ <strong>Lover beware.<\/strong> \/ We&#8217;ll be the lovers that never were. \/ <strong>I hang patiently on every word you send.<\/strong> \/ <strong><em>Will we ever be much more than just friends?<\/em><\/strong> \/ <strong>As for you, you sit there playing this game.<\/strong> \/ <strong>You keep me waiting<\/strong> \/ When all of the clocks have run down, \/ All over the world. \/ <strong>We&#8217;ll be the lovers that never were.<\/strong> \/For as long as the sun shines in somebody&#8217;s eyes, \/ <strong>I believe in you baby, so don&#8217;t tell me lies.<\/strong> \/ For as long as the trees throw down blossoms and leaves, \/ I know there will be a parade of unpainted dreams. \/ <strong>And I know dear, how much it&#8217;s going to hurt<\/strong> \/ If you still refuse to let your hands dirty. \/ <strong>So you, you must tell me something&#8230; I love you,<\/strong> \/ <strong>Say goodbye or anything.<\/strong> \/ All of the clocks have run down. \/ Time&#8217;s at an end. \/ <strong><em>If we can&#8217;t be lovers we&#8217;ll never be friends.<\/em><\/strong> \/ For as long as the sun shines in somebody&#8217;s eyes, \/ I believe in you baby, so don&#8217;t tell me lies, \/ For as long as the trees throw down blossoms and leaves, \/ <strong>I know there will be a parade of unpainted dreams.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Pasa lo que debe.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Estoy escuchando:<\/strong> <em>The Lovers that Never Were<\/em>, de Paul McCartney<br \/>\n<br \/><strong>Me siento:<\/strong> Muerta.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I have always needed somebody girl, \/ But I close the doors to keep out the world. \/ But for you, I would be here all alone, \/ Locked in a photograph. \/ All of the clocks have run down. \/ Lover beware. \/ We&#8217;ll be the lovers that never were. \/ I hang patiently [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=16"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=16"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=16"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=16"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}